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It was once Pinky safely landed the hovercar in Perry's lair did Perry start to let out everything he had been holding in the whole ride home. At first, he was so angry he couldn't speak. He just got out of the hovercar and paced around the whole lair, Ferb, Pinky, and Terry watching from the sidelines. After wrestling with his control for five minutes did he finally turn to Ferb and ask him just one question.
"Why?" Perry asked, his translator still on.
"Phineas wanted us to leave him behind," Ferb said. "And I know why. But before I go into it, we need to gather the other animal agents here and fire up your replicator so we have something to fight with."
Perry just stared at Ferb in silence. He honestly didn't comprehend what his usually silent owner was saying. Phineas wanted to be left behind? It didn't make any sense to the seasoned agent.
Ferb saw Perry's blank look, so he turned to Pinky and Terry. "Also, Pinky, Terry, this part you guys might not like."
Pinky and Terry switched their translators back on. "What?"
"We're gonna need Isabella, Baljeet, and Buford," Ferb said.
"What?!" Pinky and Terry both shouted.
"No! No way! I am not getting my Izzy involved with this," Pinky shouted.
"No! No way! I am not getting my Jeet involved with this," Terry shouted at the same time.
"If I could help it, I'd keep them away from this as well, but there aren't enough agents for all the machines that could be used as good battle weapons. We need to let them remember," Ferb said.
Perry started pacing around, his anxiety causing restless energy, and gripped his locket tightly. All his thoughts were swirling around Phineas, worried as all get out as to what L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N. were doing to him. He growled at the thought and continued to pace.
Ferb ignored his pet and continued to plead his case to Pinky and Terry. "Phineas is counting on us to get him out of this. We need their help. Besides Phineas and me, Isabella, along with Baljeet, knows the controls and designs for our inventions the best. Plus, once she finds out Phineas was taken, she'll be even more determined to save him. Please, Pinky. Terry."
Pinky and Terry looked at Ferb and registered that all his points were good ones, but were still hesitant. They didn't want Isabella and Baljeet to get hurt.
"Pinky. Terry," Perry finally said, the desperation in his voice so clear that Pinky and Terry just stared at him. "If Ferb says we need Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet, then we need Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet. I know how hard this decision is for you guys, believe me I do, but I need to get Phineas back. And if Ferb says Phineas has a plan, I trust both of them completely. Please, guys, I can't lose Phineas, I just can't." Once Perry finished he felt tears leak out of his eyes, but he furiously wiped them away, but more came, and he let them.
Pinky and Terry stared at Perry, speechless. They honestly couldn't believe Perry was crying. They have never seen such emotion from the O.W.C.A.'s top agent before. Usually, Perry was so together and level-headed, but this Perry was barely holding onto his control, his whole body language screaming of desperation and grief. What made Pinky and Terry decide, though, was the little flash of helplessness they saw in Perry's eyes; they couldn't let their friend go through this, not when they could help.
"Okay," Pinky said, nodding. "Let's do this. I'll call the other agents, since Perry is in no state of mind to do so, and tell them to meet us here in two hours, but now, we go to Isabella's room and make her remember, then Baljeet, then Buford."
Perry smiled such a grateful smile and wiped away the rest of his tears; Pinky went off to the side to contact the other agents. Perry took off his locket and placed it in the keypad and watched the doors to the replication chamber open before going in and grabbing the Remember-inator. Perry then grabbed his locket and put it back around his neck before following Ferb, Pinky, and Terry to the tube that would lead them to Pinky's lair. After landing in the girly lair, (to which Pinky replied to the looks as 'he's lived with a girl his whole life, fluffy and frilly and pink don't bug him') they headed to Isabella's room. On the elevator ride up, Pinky was shaking more than usual.
"Are you sure you're all right with this?" Ferb asked.
"Not really, but it needs to be done. For Perry's sake," Pinky said, then shut his mouth as the doors opened to Isabella's room.
Perry walked over to the sleeping girl before looking back one last time at Pinky. When Pinky nodded his permission, Perry activated the Remember-inator before shooting it at Isabella, the same green aura surrounded her before blinking out. Perry looked over at Pinky and nodded his head at the bed.
"Wake her up," Perry whispered.
Pinky took a huge breath in before jumping up onto the bed and shaking Isabella. After a few seconds, Isabella slowly blinked her eyes open, looking thoroughly confused before Pinky, Perry, Terry, and Ferb literally saw the memories come back to her. She shook her head slowly before finally noticing the visitors she had.
"Ferb!" Isabella exclaimed. "Perry! Terry! What are you doing in my room? How did you even get in? And where's Phineas?"
"I know you're probably very confused right now-" Ferb started, ignoring her questions.
"You bet I am!" Isabella exclaimed.
"But I'm going to need you to calm down so we can answer your questions," Ferb finished.
"We?" Isabella said, looking around for another person, preferably Phineas.
"Pinky, she's your owner," Perry said, ignoring the look of shock on her face at him speaking. "Why don't you clarify some things?"
Before Pinky could speak, Isabella noticed the fedora on Perry's head. "So it was true! You are a secret agent!"
"He's not the only one Izzy," Pinky said, jumping off of the bed and landing next to Perry.
Isabella's eyes widened considerably at the news, taking in the brown 1940's fedora on his head and Terry's head. "You mean you and Terry are... agents, like Perry? You work with him or something?"
"We work for the same agency, the O.W.C.A., yes, but we're all in different sectors of it," Terry said.
"Which means we have different superiors," Perry clarified.
"Wait, Ferb, why can I remember?" Isabella asked, sitting on the side of her bed. "I thought our memories were wiped." Ferb was about to speak when Isabella shot up off of the bed, like a rocket. "I kissed Phineas. I. Kissed. Phineas. Oh my-"
"Izzy, please, stay quiet," Pinky interrupted. "We don't want to wake your mom."
"Okay," Isabella said, trying to calm her breathing. "Wait, where is Phineas? Why isn't he with you?"
Ferb, Perry, Pinky, and Terry all exchanged looks before it was decided that Perry should tell the story. "Okay, Isabella, Phineas was taken, but-"
"TAKEN?!" Isabella shouted before Pinky tackled her to the ground, shoving a paw over her mouth and shushing her.
"But," Perry continued, "to understand everything, I need to start from the beginning, from where I gave the boys their memories back."
For the next half hour, Perry, with some commentary from Ferb, Pinky, and Terry, told the story. He left nothing out, especially the fear and desperation when he got to the part about Phineas being taken. Isabella, fuming that they left him behind, slowly let out her anger at the desolate look in Perry's eyes. Once Perry finished with the decision to let her remember, Isabella got up and gave Perry a huge hug.
"We'll get him back, Perry," Isabella said, rubbing soothing circles on Perry's back.
"I have to believe that or I'll lose what little self-control I have left," Perry whispered back to her before pulling away and giving her a thankful smile.
"So, what is Phineas' brilliant plan that involves him being left behind with a whole assortment of evil scientists?" Isabella asked, then got a look on her face that said something dawned on her. "Wait, how can you, Pinky, and Terry talk?"
Ferb smiled. "I was wondering when you were going to ask that." He unhooked Perry's locket and brought it over to Isabella. "Remember the animal translator we built last summer?"
"Yeah," Isabella said.
"Well, Phineas and I used some of the same designs to make it digital, then downloaded it onto this tiny microchip," Ferb pointed to the tiny gold microchip on Perry's locket, "and now we have portable translators." He turned around and put Perry's locket back on. "Pinky and Terry have one as well."
"As usual, you boys are amazing." Isabella gave a teary smile at the mention of Phineas. "So, what do we do now? Head back to Perry's lair and wait for the other agents?"
"No. We have to give Buford and Baljeet their memories back first," Pinky said, walking towards the elevators, then stopped. "Perry, you do realize we now have to tell the others that Phineas and Ferb, and now Izzy, and soon, Buford and Baljeet, remember everything."
Perry sighed. "I know."
"Why is that a bad thing?" Isabella asked, following the others back to the elevator that was in the wall, only stopping for a second at seeing a secret entrance in her bedroom wall.
"Perry's scared that one of the agents will rat us out to the agency," Ferb said before stepping off of the elevator.
"Aw! Pinky! Your lair's so pretty!" Isabella gushed before turning back to Ferb. "And, again, why is that a bad thing?"
"If the agency figures out you remember, Pinky, Terry, and I will be transferred to another family," Perry said sadly. "We aren't undercover animal operatives for nothing."
Isabella stared at her dog before pulling him up into a hug. "There is no way your agency is taking you away from me. I love you too much."
Perry smiled. "That's along the lines of what Phineas said," Perry looked over at his silent owner, "and what Ferb didn't say."
They were quiet for the ride to Terry's lair and as they dropped out of the tube, Perry recalled something.
"Ferb, you still have the four remaining microchips?" Ferb nodded. "Good. We'll need to attach them onto the other agents' collars so we can all talk with each other."
"Good thinking," Pinky said.
They gave Baljeet and Buford's memories back and were quiet for the ride back to Perry's lair.
Pinky checked his watch. "We have half an hour until the other agents are supposed to come."
"How are you guys going to explain us to your fellow agents?" Baljeet asked.
Perry hadn't thought that far ahead yet. "I guess I'll have to tell the same story I told to you guys and hope for the best."
"They're pets too," Terry added. "They'll understand."
"Perry, why don't you start the replication process of any inventions you think would be good in a battle," Ferb suggested, seeing his pet getting restless.
Perry nodded, slipped his locket off, and entered it into the keypad. The chamber doors opened and Perry slid into his computer chair. He entered the specifics of what he needed into the database and then hit enter; he'd let the computer decide which ones would be the best. He entered a command that made the doors stay open before grabbing his locket and putting it back on; while the doors were opened, he put the Remember-inator back in.
Five minutes later, Perry and the others heard multiple tubes being activated as the four remaining agents each landed in Perry's lair, each one having their fedora on, like Perry, Pinky, and Terry. All of them were about to speak when they caught sight of Ferb, Isabella, Baljeet, and Buford. After staring for a few seconds, each agent turned their stare to Perry, Pinky, and Terry, who stared right back at them. Eventually, the other agents, knowing they could never beat Perry at anything, lowered their gazes.
"Great," Perry said and saw each agents' head pop back up when they heard him speak human. "We're all here. Before we get started, I'd like everyone to take off their collars and hand them to Ferb, my owner, over there. He has one last thing to add to them."
Though confused, they obeyed Perry and each took their collar to Ferb. Ferb nodded at them before getting to work, attaching the four remaining golden microchips to the four remaining collars. After about fifteen minutes, Ferb completed his task and handed the collars back to their respective owners.
"What you now have on your collar is a portable translator, made by my two owners, Phineas and Ferb. To activate it, you just need to press it," Perry said, nodding when everyone turned theirs on. "Now, so Isabella, Baljeet, Buford, and Ferb know who they're dealing with, why don't you four introduce yourselves. Then we'll explain what's happening and then you can ask the questions you're dying to ask."
"Uh, hi. I'm Agent D, or Devon to my owners," Devon the Dog said. His voice was calm and strong with a slight Texas accent, since he is a Tricolor Lacy dog (which originate from Texas).
"Hello, y'all. I'm Agent Kitty or Calvin to my friends." Calvin the Cat said. His voice was smooth, melodious, calm, and strong with a Southern accent; he's a ginger tabby cat.
"My name is Agent F, or Ferdinand to everyone else," Ferdinand the Frog said. His voice was even and strong with a bit of an African accent; he's an African Clawed frog.
"And finally, I'm Agent B, though I usually go by Bruce," Bruce the Bunny said. His voice was cool and strong with a bit of a German accent; he's a white rabbit.
Perry nodded. "Good, the translators are working fine." Perry nodded to his owner. "This is my owner, Ferb Fletcher, but, unfortunately, my other owner, Phineas Flynn, is currently MIA."
Before anyone could respond, Pinky spoke, "Behind me is my owner, Isabella Garcia-Shapiro."
Again, before anyone could respond, Terry spoke, "And behind me is my owner, Baljeet Tjinder, and his friend, Buford Van Stomm."